It happened. Red lights and alarm bells rang through the area.
A few hours before, I received the message. Like the first time it was too distorted to know what it meant, but I could roughly guess.
This however allowed me to inform the others what was going to happen and allowed Leonor to find the best place to take shelter somewhere within the ruins.
I had left Moenen with my magic practice subject somewhere else in the ruins. I did not want them to come close to the people I actually cared about. If one, or both of them died, it would more or less be equivalent to breaking a toy. It would be a shame, but I could always find a replacement.
The first thing that I notice besides the message was the sound of a trumpet. I found this strange since I had expected that there would be more than one.
Yet driven by curiosity I decided to climb out of our hiding place to see who or what was playing it. still hidden by the crumbled pieces of rock that surrounded me, I saw the creature that was announcing the flood of demons.
It was an angel. Its form was ever shifting and barely comprehensible. If you looked at it, one way it was almost human with four swan like wings sprouting from its back. if you looked at it another way it was more like a mass of wings and eyes that swarmed around like leaves in the wild currents of the wind.
When I was young, I had been thought that this type of angel was called a powers. They were given this name because they had power over evil forces and were able to restrain them and keep them from doing harm.
Apart from an angel calling upon demons to attack the mortal people in this word, the strangest thing that I could find was that I could not feel the presence of this angel at all. It seemed logical that this angel had taken Precautions when it was working with demons. But I had no idea how it did this.
The trumpet rang only once then the angel looked down with pity on the people who had gathered before the entrance ready to fight anything that would come in. After this the angel disappeared as if it had never been here.
Hearing the roars of the demons trying to break through the entrance I decided to head back to my hiding place. but in the last moments in which I still had a relatively clear view over the battlefield, I saw hundreds of demons breaking trough the gates. They covered the land like a flood. Those that could fly had already taken to the air and dropped down onto the masses of people.
Those who could not however, had no choice but to run trough the slot in order to reach their prey. But when they did, the people released the mass amounts of holy water that had been contained to the sides of the slots.
All the demons that had been there on that moment were completely engulfed in the holy substance and died with no way out.
Then the whole scenery was out of my view when I entered our hiding place. The dwarf had made a whip out of the left-over thread from the divine beast. He was ready to strike down anything that entered but relaxed as soon as he saw that it was me.
"How is it out there?"
"They are still standing, but I don't know how many demons will come."
"Hey kid, we don't have to worry about you going over to the other side, right?"
"At least not out of my own free will."
We both knew that there was a possibility that there were things out there that could influence me much like the totem that had driven me to attack anything that moved.
Even so, there were probably totems like that being used right now. otherwise, I probably would have gone there to see if I could find my father among the defences so that I could get him out of there. But it was just too much of a risk.
The sound of one of the spears shotting echoed through the ruins. Soon after a loud screech followed.
The demon that had been hit fell somewhere close to where we were hiding. I could feel the presence of the silvery substance that was presumably eating away at the lifeforce and magic of the demon. But it was to far away to actually affect me.
"Why are they so close?" Leonor whispered under her breath.
"I assume that there are troops hidden here to kill every demon that wanderers of and can pose a threat in the future." Noah replied.
I nearly flew up when I suddenly felt the floor tremble. It was soft at first, but it increased in strength as time progressed. The rhythmic vibrations of the floor accompanied by a pounding seemed to come closer each time.
All I could do was shelter everyone under my wings when the roof got ripped of the building by a gigantic blue-grey hand. Rubble and stones bounced of the membrane of my wings until the hand threw the crumbling part of the building at the people who were currently trying to defend Atlantis.
The demon was massive. It looked perfectly humanoid except for the blue skin, lipless face and gigantic horns facing forwards.
Since something this big could not come through the gates I assumed that the other demons had summoned it.
the demon had already become the main target. People were firing at it with their spears and flying vehicles empowered by the source in the heart of Atlantis circled around it like vultures.
Chunks of flesh and bone fell down the gigantic creature as it was constantly getting hit by the silvery substance.
It roared louder than thunder and ripped of more pieces of buildings to throw at its attackers. Yet the people did not stop. They had to bring this thing down before it could reach the city itself.
So, they kept on firing. Even when more and more of them got hit out of the air. Even tough they knew that they would probably die, trying to kill the titan.
Eventually its intestines fell out. Even then it still tried to smack some of the people down. It stumbled forward, not caring about itself, only seeking out the blood of the people. until eventually its legs could no longer carry it.
Letting out a final deafening cry, the demon fell.